It doesn't really matter.
None of it.
I do not want to weep anymore.
I do not want to feel chipped away at.
I have been just a fool either way.
and I'm feeling over it now.
One grand illusion.
That is what love feels like.
A Narcissistic fog
that mirages while you inhale the poisonous intake.
You are no different;
Let's not lie to ourselves.
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